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Argh!!!!

Well, I haven't typed a blog post in a little while.  This is due to a lot of things and mainly I have been lazy. I am sure there are some places that I would like to review etc. but at the moment my memory is absolutely awful, I am going to have to start taking notes. In exciting news the Fantastic Mr Bus and I are expecting our first child.  We are both very excited and of course petrified at the same time.  I have to say that Baby Bucko so far has been relatively kind to me and I have only been suffering slightly with nausea but been feeling ever so tired, I could sleep for Britain on a pin.  I also cannot stand the taste of cucumber, this is something, although I do like cucumber in a salad, I feel I can live without.  Other slight cravings at the moment have consisted of tomato ketchup and one day I just had to have sausages.  Apart from that no strong cravings either (watch this space). We have been for the first scan and everything is tickety boo and thankfully just on

Dreams

Aren ’t dreams weird? I had the most bizarre one yesterday whilst dozing. I dreamt that I was a Chinese MAN of all things, and I was running my own Chinese restaurant. Then a door swung open showing what looked like the yard behind the Chinese with two big skip bins. By the side of the bins were two men, I somehow had a gun in my hand and shot the two guys and then door swung shut and I carried on running the restaurant as if nothing had happened. I have no idea what this means at all. The shooting I can imagine is from the fact that his nibs was playing a computer game at the time where he was a hit man, but the whole Chinese thing, I have no idea. I am definitely one for crazy dreams though. When I was younger, about 5 or 6 I had a dream I was in school and everyone apart from me had one normal leg and one pig’s leg. I was trying to get out of the school playground but there were people everywhere with a pig’s leg. Even my best friend at the time appeared and asked why I did